"You are polite to Manager Qian." Zhang Xuanqing looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, thinking that what Liu Shenwei said was true. Does anyone really like to hear the "Chapter of the Immortals and the Tao" he made up by him?

Liu Shenwei, who was taking medicine, had noticed the old man long ago. Seeing this, he hurriedly grabbed the medicine and handed it to the patient. He laughed and leaned forward, saying, "Master, you see, I'm right, they are here to invite you again. But yesterday was the waiter, and today was the shopkeeper."

The manager Qian's expression flashed with a hint of embarrassment, and he smiled dryly: "Master Liu Xiao was joking. I was really old yesterday and the guests were in a hurry, otherwise how could I ask the second brother to come and invite Master Zhang?" Looking at Zhang Xuanqing, he said: "Your Master Zhang can move the master and visit the restaurant. Master Don't worry, the old man promises that all you need to spend in Zuixianglou will be responsible for me."

Zhang Xuanqing raised his eyebrows. If there was something to eat and drink in vain in the past, he would not have backed down. However, at this time, he was not missing a few bites. He shook his head and said, "People Qian should invite you back. I just told a few stories the day before yesterday, and I would not be able to invite you in person. Besides, today, my Jishitang is a little busy, so I won't bother you at your store."

Manager Qian looked at the clinic with only three or five patients and wrinkled into a bitter face: "Master Zhang, be kind. Yesterday you didn't go to Zuixianglou. The young masters of each family almost demolished my small Zuixianglou. The old man's Zuixianglou is just a small business and cannot withstand the tossing. Please ask the Taoist master to be kind."

Zhang Xuanqing rolled his eyes secretly. He didn't believe what Jianguan Qian said. If Zuixianglou can be the number one restaurant in Huayuan County, if it is really so easy to demolish, then there is no need to open it. In his opinion, the reason why Manager Qian came to invite him was because the story he told was attractive and wanted to attract more customers for Zuixianglou; the second was that he was afraid that he would rush his head and run to another restaurant to talk about the "Tradition of the Gods and the Taoist Gods" and help other restaurants and inns to grab business with Zuixianglou.

At this time, Sun Simiao, who had just finished diagnosing a patient, suddenly said, "Brother Dao, since Manager Qian is here to invite him sincerely, why not agree to him. Jishitang is not too busy today, and it is enough to have me and Shenwei."

This seemed to be as busy as usual. Manager Qian muttered in his heart and hurriedly thanked Sun Simiao: "Thank you for your compassion, Master Sun!"

Zhang Xuanqing rolled his eyes helplessly. It seems that Sun Simiao also wants him to go out for free and eat for free. After thinking about it, he can't make the master embarrassed. He nodded and said, "Well, I'll go and have a look with you."

Manager Qian was overjoyed and bowed to indicate to Zhang Xuanqing to ask for it first.

Zhang Xuanqing was about to take a step when suddenly his sleeve was pulled. When he turned around, he saw Liu Shenwei looking at him pitifully: "Master..."

"Don't tell me, I can't be your leader." Zhang Xuanqing shrugged, saying that he was powerless.

Liu Shenwei turned his head and looked at Sun Simiao pitifully again. Sun Simiao twitched his lips and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm busy with my teacher. Today I'll let you go out with Brother Dao."

"Yes, thank you Master!" Liu Shenwei was overjoyed and bowed to Sun Simiao, and excitedly pulled Zhang Xuanqing out. Zhang Xuanqing had no time to bow to Sun Simiao and signaled to say goodbye.

The carriage was already ready outside Zuixianglou. After Zhang Xuanqing and Liu Shenwei got on the car, Manager Qian was with him outside.

In the car, Liu Shenwei was excited for a while, suddenly thought of something, and asked Zhang Xuanqing: "Master Taoist, have you really cultivated the innate Qi?"

Zhang Xuanqing said in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Liu Shenwei's head drooped: "It's nothing. Master said I'm stupid and can't become a weapon. I have practiced the innate qi for many years, but it was completed with the help of my master. And Master also said that my innate qi cannot be really mastered. At most, it is just laying the foundation for cultivating the true qi."

"Oh?" Zhang Xuanqing was surprised. It seemed that there was something he didn't know about. He pondered for a while, but couldn't figure it out for a moment. He comforted him: "You don't have to be discouraged. I have said: Be generous and have no corners, and you will be late for great things. **********, the elephant is invisible. You think it is a tool. When it is not available, it has the use of a tool, so you will benefit it, and if it is not available, it is useless. I, Taoism, never aims to become a tool. I am simple and simple, think less and have few desires, and I will be free from learning and worry."

Liu Shenwei's teenager's nature, even if he is occasionally lost, it will not be preserved for a long time. He laughed and said, "Master, don't lie to me. It is true that great talent is late, and it is true that great skill is just like clumsy, but the disciples do not have the confidence to reach that level. Master, you should talk about what you are going to talk about today..."

The two of them chatted casually and soon arrived at Zuixiang Tower.

After getting off the carriage, I could hear the noise inside before I even entered the building.

At this time, the tavern had several appearances in later film and television dramas, divided into two floors, with a private room upstairs, and a chopping board downstairs. If you want to sit downstairs, the shop has prepared a cushion; if you want to sit down, the shop has also prepared a stool.

In Zhang Xuanqing, Liu Shenwei was led by Manager Qian into the door, and the noise in the restaurant suddenly became silent. Then everyone on the first floor stood up and bowed with their fists: "The Taoist priest is here!"

"Master, please take the seat quickly."

Such neat and orderly words alarmed the guests in the second floor's private room and opened the door to see them.

Someone who knew Zhang Xuanqing was inside. Seeing this, he ordered the waiter to move out the food table, sit in the corridor, and look at the lobby on the first floor. If someone doesn't know, then ask others for it, or just follow the crowd and move out the table and stools.

For a time, the aisle on the second floor was full of people, and there were also many good things that were clamoring for ignoring their identities.

Zhang Xuanqing glanced quickly and thought to himself that there was no difference in this teahouse in later generations. The shopkeeper next to him led him to a seat that had been prepared for him in the middle. Another waiter immediately served wine, drinks and dishes, all of which were special dishes from Zuixianglou.

Zhang Xuanqing bowed his hand to the upstairs and downstairs casually, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and didn't say much nonsense. She sat cross-legged on the cushion, picked up the gavel prepared on the table, and slapped it hard, and the lively scene suddenly became quiet again.

I heard Zhang Xuanqing clear his throat, recite the final poem loudly, and then officially start: "I sigh that ordinary people in the world do not realize their fortunes, and they are fascinated by flowers and wine to send heroes. Spring nights are leaking forever and entertaining, and the years are long and death is limited to attack. Flaws are often like cats catching mice, and time is like arrows leaving the bow. I don't know that it will make my spirits exhausted, and I wish to bury my body in the soil. The last book said..."

Although this is only Zhang Xuanqing's second storytelling, since there have been monks "talking" before, the people in the tavern are not very surprised by the final poem.

However, unlike monks' stories, Zhang Xuanqing's poems read are not as good as monks, and they praise Buddhas, and they do not say how good Taoism is. They just lament the troubles of the world and the mediocre people, which seems to be somewhat philosophical. Not only does it not reject it, but they become aware of it, and for a while he reads Zhang Xuanqing a little higher.

But Zhang Xuanqing was savoring a small wine, picking up a few side dishes, and talking loudly at the same time, and speaking eloquently. He first reviewed the content of the last talk, and then started with the Lich War.

"But the two Lich clans have one palm and one palm, and there is no harmony. Later, the Blood Sea and Styx used a poisonous plan to go to the eastern Kunlun divine wood to lure the ten sons of the demon emperor on a trip, causing a strange phenomenon of the same sky as ten days. At that time, there was a great witch named Kuafu, who was in the same siblings as another great witch Houyi..."

In this way, Zhang Xuanqing talked about the sun from Kuafu to Houyi shooting the sun, from Houyi shooting the sun to Chang'e flying to the moon, from Chang'e flying to the moon to Gonggong's anger hit Buzhou Mountain, and then Nuwa repaired the sky.

It was only when Fuxi was accused of Emperor, but he ended in a faint way: "At that time, Fuxi moved to the Fire Cloud Palace and could not be born without going through the great disaster of heaven and earth. Among the human race, Shennong inherited the position of the common ruler of heaven and earth, made pottery, tasted hundreds of herbs, and accumulated merits. However, he did not know that a young man named Xuanyuan was appointed as a disciple of Yuqing, Guangchengzi, one of the twelve golden immortals. At the same time, the great witch Chiyou reincarnated as a human with a secret technique and entered the Jiuli clan... If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the next breakdown!"

It was already noon at this time. I thought I had to learn medical skills from Sun Simiao when I went back, so Zhang Xuanqing had already decided to leave.

Clinking, he had just stood up, and a young man in Jinyi on the second floor also stood up and said aloud: "This Taoist priest, I wonder if what you said is true?"

Zhang Xuanqing turned his head and saw that the other party was young and had a handsome face. He said intimately that he was a little white-faced, but he shook his head with a light face and said, "When you make the real, you are also false, there is no place to do nothing. The young master has enough food and clothing, and his status is noble. When he comes, he just listens to it. Why should he care about the real and the fake?"

The young man was stunned and murmured: "When it is true, it is false... There is no place for nothing to do..." He suddenly raised his head and bowed to Zhang Xuanqing: "Thank you for your teachings!"

Zhang Xuanqing smiled proudly. As a master-level figure, he had no other skills, and his ability to fool people was definitely one by one. Especially for these "uninformed" but educated ancient people, it was enough to make a few philosophical poems in later generations to shock them.

He nodded to the young master Jinyi, and he continued to get up and walk out. Unexpectedly, someone didn't want him to leave so easily today.

A big man on the first floor stood up with Zhang Xuanqing's footsteps, blocked his way, and said with a fist: "This Taoist, please stay. Xu is a fool and can't understand any literary words. Is it true or false? The Taoist should explain it clearly here and give you an explanation!"

Zhang Xuanqing frowned slightly. If the young master of Jinyi was still curious, then this man had no intention. He glanced at both sides and saw that no one was blocking him. He smiled and said, "Don't joke, it's not a rough man, I don't understand, but I can still know what I said, and I have no literary talent. After all, I believe it, but if I don't believe it, I just don't have it, and I don't talk about the method of practicing. If a hero wants to ask about the Tao, he can go to famous mountains and rivers and seek the Tao. If a hero just listens to it and has no thoughts about the matter of cultivating immortals, then he thinks that I am just a storyteller, so why should I care about the truth or falsehood of the story?"

The man snorted coldly and said, "It's fine if you are the one next to you. You, a Taoist, are here to preach, clearly in order to promote the Tao and suppress the Buddha. You are talking nonsense, so you dare not admit it or say it clearly. If you criticize Buddhism so much and disrespect the Buddha, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

As soon as this said, Zhang Xuanqing immediately realized: This man was clearly a Buddhist. At this point today, he came here entirely to find fault with him.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but feel happy and thought to himself that God has changed his nature and is finally willing to send someone to slap me in the face?
Chapter completed!